Ordinary Men
By: BoxerMan
Description: Xander meets a kindred spirit.
Buffy/Batman Crossover
Disclaimers: I can carry everything that I own, and I don't see how I can carry a TV show, maybe a TV, although I could carry a comic book, but I still don't own anything really.
A/N: ok, this is how the story is playing out so far; Bats and Xander have reached Sunnydale High and are heading for the seal. Batman in this chapter is not really talking a whole lot and besides the action, and is more in the background. This is a little relief for Xander as he finds a survivor from the explosion, and he gets a little hope back in his life.
I dedicate this story to my fiancée who puts up with all of the crap I put her through.
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Sunnydale High School,
Xander and the stranger walked through the halls of the high school. Xander had built the school himself and therefore suggested that the fastest way to the seal beneath the school was through the cafeteria and theatre. He held his broadsword tightly. The feeling that the stranger mentioned was getting stronger and stronger the closer they got to the seal. He looked over at his partner to ask if he felt it too, who only nodded in agreement.
The man was making sure that he had Xander's left side covered. He was positive that Xander could hold his own in battle. He had proved it on several occasions, but he had a potential weakness. He hated thinking about people in terms of strengths and weaknesses, but it was necessary. Those he had fought alongside with had classified him as a 'potential weak point.' He was only human, not as strong or fast or powerful as the rest. He knew how Xander had felt before the injury. He could only imagine how he felt now. Before, he was only human, now he was crippled.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH"
Their thoughts were interrupted by a loud scream coming from down the hallway. Xander and the man rushed across the corridor. The man was the first to arrive. He saw a young brunette fighting against a mixture of vampires and bringers, protected only by a sword and a few holes in the ceiling. He quickly took three metal spheres and threw them at the attacking horde, while charging the survivors with his katana. At that point Xander burst through the doors and, after seeing the stranger's cape melt into the giant melee, dived in screaming and swinging his broadsword. He didn't see the brunette look at him with a mixture of fear, shock, and happiness as he disappeared into a green and white cloud of fists and swords.
The gas released by the spheres had, for the most part, taken care of the vampires. Few of the bringers were armed with an assortment of melee weapons; most were counting on hand-to-hand combat. They were sorely disappointed.
The man, in all of his years of combat and training had the natural grace and strength of a man half of his age in the peak of his prime. He effortlessly was able to take down three bringers in his initial thrust into the group. The ones that were armed came against him first. Swords, knives, and fists were brought down upon him, but he was able to counter. He kicked a knife out of a bringer's hand and watched as it flew into another's skull. He was starting to wear out when he heard a familiar battle cry and saw Xander jump into the fight. With renewed vigor, he brought the sleek katana down and slashed thought two bringers necks and a thirds abdomen.
Xander swung his broadsword tightly through a few bringers and thrust at the end of his sweep to bring the sword back up and, in the process decapitate another. Two bringers came from behind and were able to knock him to the floor. He punched one in the face and kicked the other in the chest while struggling to get up. As soon as he did, he saw the two try the same maneuver again and brought his sword up at the last second, effectively impaling them. He pushed the bodies off the blade with his foot and went to help the stranger.
When they were done they both looked at each other and sighed. Save for a few cuts, slashes and bruises, they were more or less fine. Xander dropped his broadsword and bent down for a breath.
"XANDER!!"
Xander turned to see a head of brown hair hug and tackle him to the floor.
"Dawn."
Xander hugged the girl tight and kissed her forehead. They were alive. They were alive.
"Oh god, Xander, we didn't know what happened to you. The house blew up, we had to go to___" She looked up at Xander's face and started to cry again. "Oh god Xander, your eye."
Xander was crying through his one remaining eye. "Its okay Dawnie. I'm just so happy youre ok."
He squeezed her in his arms. She was safe. They were safe. He was safe. Everything was going to be all right. Thank you God. He hugged her so hard with all of the strength he could muster. After a minute he realized that Dawn probably couldn't breathe and let her go for a second. "What happened?"
Dawn looked at the strange man in what seemed to be a Halloween costume. "Who's he?"
Xander looked back at the man who seemed to be letting them have a second to get up to date, but wanted to move on. "He gave me a ride. But that's not the point. What's the plan? Where is everyone?"
Dawn quickly filled them in.
The man was listening intently when he overheard something that he couldn't believe. "WHAT?"
Dawn was scared by the man's outburst, but Xander reassured her. "Spike is going to wear the Orb of Orkasomething, it's supposed to give the fighter the strength to beat the First."
The man stood still for a second realizing the gravity of what the seventeen year old just said. "A vampire was given an Orb with 'incredible power' in order to beat the being that controlled it for over a month."
Dawn replied, "Well, yeah."
Xander ignored the man for the time being and turned back to Dawn. "Where are they now?"
"They're in the Hellmouth."
"IN the Hellmouth?"
Dawn replied meekly. "Yes."
"Dawn, its ok, its not your fault, Go to Giles and Wood. Me and ... my friend will block this way so no more demons can get out, but we've got to go see Buffy."
As Xander and the man ran towards the basement door, he heard a voice cry out, "GOOD LUCK!" He quickly spun around and shouted back, "YOU TOO!"
Description: Xander meets a kindred spirit.
Buffy/Batman Crossover
Disclaimers: I can carry everything that I own, and I don't see how I can carry a TV show, maybe a TV, although I could carry a comic book, but I still don't own anything really.
A/N: ok, this is how the story is playing out so far; Bats and Xander have reached Sunnydale High and are heading for the seal. Batman in this chapter is not really talking a whole lot and besides the action, and is more in the background. This is a little relief for Xander as he finds a survivor from the explosion, and he gets a little hope back in his life.
I dedicate this story to my fiancée who puts up with all of the crap I put her through.
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Sunnydale High School,
Xander and the stranger walked through the halls of the high school. Xander had built the school himself and therefore suggested that the fastest way to the seal beneath the school was through the cafeteria and theatre. He held his broadsword tightly. The feeling that the stranger mentioned was getting stronger and stronger the closer they got to the seal. He looked over at his partner to ask if he felt it too, who only nodded in agreement.
The man was making sure that he had Xander's left side covered. He was positive that Xander could hold his own in battle. He had proved it on several occasions, but he had a potential weakness. He hated thinking about people in terms of strengths and weaknesses, but it was necessary. Those he had fought alongside with had classified him as a 'potential weak point.' He was only human, not as strong or fast or powerful as the rest. He knew how Xander had felt before the injury. He could only imagine how he felt now. Before, he was only human, now he was crippled.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH"
Their thoughts were interrupted by a loud scream coming from down the hallway. Xander and the man rushed across the corridor. The man was the first to arrive. He saw a young brunette fighting against a mixture of vampires and bringers, protected only by a sword and a few holes in the ceiling. He quickly took three metal spheres and threw them at the attacking horde, while charging the survivors with his katana. At that point Xander burst through the doors and, after seeing the stranger's cape melt into the giant melee, dived in screaming and swinging his broadsword. He didn't see the brunette look at him with a mixture of fear, shock, and happiness as he disappeared into a green and white cloud of fists and swords.
The gas released by the spheres had, for the most part, taken care of the vampires. Few of the bringers were armed with an assortment of melee weapons; most were counting on hand-to-hand combat. They were sorely disappointed.
The man, in all of his years of combat and training had the natural grace and strength of a man half of his age in the peak of his prime. He effortlessly was able to take down three bringers in his initial thrust into the group. The ones that were armed came against him first. Swords, knives, and fists were brought down upon him, but he was able to counter. He kicked a knife out of a bringer's hand and watched as it flew into another's skull. He was starting to wear out when he heard a familiar battle cry and saw Xander jump into the fight. With renewed vigor, he brought the sleek katana down and slashed thought two bringers necks and a thirds abdomen.
Xander swung his broadsword tightly through a few bringers and thrust at the end of his sweep to bring the sword back up and, in the process decapitate another. Two bringers came from behind and were able to knock him to the floor. He punched one in the face and kicked the other in the chest while struggling to get up. As soon as he did, he saw the two try the same maneuver again and brought his sword up at the last second, effectively impaling them. He pushed the bodies off the blade with his foot and went to help the stranger.
When they were done they both looked at each other and sighed. Save for a few cuts, slashes and bruises, they were more or less fine. Xander dropped his broadsword and bent down for a breath.
"XANDER!!"
Xander turned to see a head of brown hair hug and tackle him to the floor.
"Dawn."
Xander hugged the girl tight and kissed her forehead. They were alive. They were alive.
"Oh god, Xander, we didn't know what happened to you. The house blew up, we had to go to___" She looked up at Xander's face and started to cry again. "Oh god Xander, your eye."
Xander was crying through his one remaining eye. "Its okay Dawnie. I'm just so happy youre ok."
He squeezed her in his arms. She was safe. They were safe. He was safe. Everything was going to be all right. Thank you God. He hugged her so hard with all of the strength he could muster. After a minute he realized that Dawn probably couldn't breathe and let her go for a second. "What happened?"
Dawn looked at the strange man in what seemed to be a Halloween costume. "Who's he?"
Xander looked back at the man who seemed to be letting them have a second to get up to date, but wanted to move on. "He gave me a ride. But that's not the point. What's the plan? Where is everyone?"
Dawn quickly filled them in.
The man was listening intently when he overheard something that he couldn't believe. "WHAT?"
Dawn was scared by the man's outburst, but Xander reassured her. "Spike is going to wear the Orb of Orkasomething, it's supposed to give the fighter the strength to beat the First."
The man stood still for a second realizing the gravity of what the seventeen year old just said. "A vampire was given an Orb with 'incredible power' in order to beat the being that controlled it for over a month."
Dawn replied, "Well, yeah."
Xander ignored the man for the time being and turned back to Dawn. "Where are they now?"
"They're in the Hellmouth."
"IN the Hellmouth?"
Dawn replied meekly. "Yes."
"Dawn, its ok, its not your fault, Go to Giles and Wood. Me and ... my friend will block this way so no more demons can get out, but we've got to go see Buffy."
As Xander and the man ran towards the basement door, he heard a voice cry out, "GOOD LUCK!" He quickly spun around and shouted back, "YOU TOO!"